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ROOKS AND POEMS
by Aeronwy Thomas
I drew back the curtain and saw
rooks not cawing in the night,
a fox about to bite the hand
that stole its prey.
I opened the window and saw
a lizard that was not a lizard
seen by the friend of a poet . . .
the ghost of a black cat padding
furrily amongst flowers of a
vermilion hue
and the nodding heads of daffodils
unwilling to cede their season,
Spring for Summer, Autumn for Winter.
Dangerously I leaned across the window ledge
and saw an allotment with strangely named
vegetables, or were they butterflies,
my eye and ear not in tune.
Ever more recklessly, I stepped onto
the roof for an aerial view
and saw a nest of rooks and poems which cawed
cawed noisily.
From Burning Bridges (Cross-Cultural Communications, 2008).